"Well I have been defending a very bright young man who was charged with computer crimes. He got in to the Du Pont laboratory main computer and progra...med it to use candy recipes for a screen saver. It was a harmless prank."Yeah, that must be Harvey Lee Jefferson. I remember when he said he was going to do it. I told him he wasn't good enough to cover his tracks. It looks like he wasn't. We took computer lab on line together. He's pretty fair." Mark, you're being way too generous with that. "I knew she was divorced, but she had never divulged the details, and I'd never asked. Gwen sat on the edge of the bed, and in a halting, tearful voice told me her story.She had been married for three years, and had two children, when she met, and fell heavily in lust with, Wayne Dalton, a small time criminal. She then left her husband and kids and travelled all over England with him; he shoplifting, mugging old ladies, and picking pockets, and Gwen, well doing whatever he wanted. Six months. He gave her a box wrapped in ivory paper with a large pink gift bow on it.She unwrapped it and wasn’t really sure how to react. It was a beautiful dress. Strapless and black, she could automatically tell by the feel that this dress had cups built in for maximum push up. It was very short, probably not reaching far past her thighs.“I thought you’d enjoy an evening out,” the Master said with a loving smile.It had been a year since Claire had worn anything. She felt almost strange holding this. I realized that this was actually happening and it wasn't a porn video or story that I had read. I had actually bet my wife to another man like I had fantasized about for years. He was actually going to fuck my wife. Right here. Right in front of me. In real life. There was no turning back. As fast as the relief of my cock blowing my load came, the fear of watching my wife fucking another man took over. My wife sat there and took in that this was really happening as she looked at my cum on the.